<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116024" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Haunted House</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">UPON a little rise it stands alone,<br> Dark and forbidding, where three cross-roads meet,—<br> Its dim, fierce windows frowning on the street,<br>The time-stained walls with moss and mould o'ergrown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pink hollyhocks group idly at the door,<br> And bend to pierce the oak with prying eyes,<br> Or shake their heads and whisper, gossip-wise,<br>The long-dead secrets of those days of yore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The jealous door seems warning me away;<br> The grating hinges shudder as it swings;<br> Across my face dim shadows sweep their wings;<br>And round me heavy cobwebs swing and sway.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a window looking to the sea;<br> The small square panes are blurred as if with tears.<br> Here years ago a young bride felt those fears<br>Which even now thrill coldly over me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here trembling still she sat, yet made no moan,<br> But felt an unseen shadow fill the door,<br> ANd heard a light step steal across the floor,—<br>And shrank beneath a touch which chilled her own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once more I pass the hall, the dim oak stair.<br> A sudden gust breathes down, a trembling sigh;<br> A silken rustle lightly whispers by;<br>The fragrance of dried rose-leaves fills the air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Abbie+Farwell+Brown">Abbie Farwell Brown</a> from <i>The New England Magazine / Volume 18, Issue 3</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116024" data-title="The Haunted House de Abbie Farwell Brown" data-description="UPON a little rise it stands alone,/ Dark and forbidding, where three cross-roads meet,—/ Its dim, fierce windows frowning on the street,/The time-stained walls with moss and mould o'ergrown./Pink hollyhocks group idly at the door,/ And bend to ..."></div> </div> </div>

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